It is with a slow, sinking sense of despair that you realise you have, somehow, manoeuvered yourself into a confined space where the ability to move, let alone turn or break free, has become virtually impossible.
You are hemmed in by conventions, morals, opinions, obligations, responsibilities and the simple realities of day-to-day existence.
"Man's reach should outstretch his grasp or what's a heaven for?". Indeed. But if, to even attempt to reach means you will break down the walls and cause undeserved hurt, then what choices are left?
Wise words. I cannot bear to be boxed in and yet, each time I break free I cause so much pain to myself and others. But I must. We all must stay true to ourselves, mustn't we?